Now that we've discussed the elephant in the (cyber) room, I can get back to posting! It was too hard to think of other things to write about when my mind was consumed with the following thoughts: sleep, must sleep, so very tired, nauseous, starving but nauseous, tired....and I couldn't write about it!
Thank you guys for all your well wishes! I will answer all your questions...eventually. I promise!
I finally decided to tell the world after having my first ultrasound on Friday, where I learned we have only one grainy-looking blob with one flickering heartbeat. (The head is on the left and the limb buds for the feet are on the right. The bulbous thing in the middle is the heart, not the penis, as John likes to say it is. John hasn't read all the pregnancy books that tell you in detail that the genitalia has not formed yet. In fact, I could tell you exactly what has formed and what is forming today--teeth, under the gums-- I read those books so much.)
I was a little worried about the possibility of multiple grainy blobs since I conceived on my first cycle of Clomid. But! Just one! I know it is still kind of early to reveal to all the world (8 weeks) but I just can't go on blogging unless I start blogging about this. And, you know I can't quit blogging.
I feel less nauseated than I did when pregnant with Becca. I assume it is because I eat when Becca eats, which is pretty often. I have been forcing myself to eat protein whenever I feel slightly yucky and it really has helped.
I am still amazed by just how much I can sleep. I have taken a nap every day since I found out I was pregnant. Every. Day. For 2 or more hours. I lie down and just close my eyes and the next thing I know it is 2 hours later I haven't even moved. And I can still go to bed at 9 p.m. and sleep all night long. When pregnant with Becca, I would sneak off to the backseat of my car during my lunch break and fall completely asleep. I had my car stocked with pillows and blankets. Oh how I love the pregnancy nap.
We don't plan to find out the sex with this baby either. We don't really need to buy much for this one, aside from a double stroller. I painted the nursery green, so I there isn't much preparation needed for either sex. Other than the pink toile curtains in the nursery, everything is pretty gender neutral.
The main stuff I have to do is get Becca moved to a big bed and into a new room AND potty trained by September (she has to be potty trained to start nursery school). I hope I get some more energy in my second trimester and can tackle those chores. We have sold the queen bed in Becca's new room because it took up the entire room. So we need to get her some new furniture... but that would require.....something annoying like... waking up. The new baby doesn't really need a crib right away, right? Would it be terrible to keep Becca in the crib until.....she is like 5?
We have been having just a SPECTACULAR weekend. Despite my best efforts last week, Becca somehow still caught the stomach bug from the sick kids down the street. Excuse me, but if your child has barfed in the last few hours why why WHY would you bring him to the public library and let him play with the puzzles and toys? And, if your child has--how shall we say this delicately?--the SHITS... why why WHY would you bring him to a neighborhood birthday party? Okay. Enough about that. She is on the mend today and I'm praying like mad that I don't catch it! I'm also praying I never watch another Dora episode for as long as I live. She won't watch anything else.....just Barney and Dora. I have tried other shows but she cries and yells, "DORA!" So, of course, I acquiese because as annoying as most cartoon voices are, none are as annoying as a toddler's cries.
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